Silence
There are two kinds of silence.
There is the beautiful kind...the whisper before the storm erupts, the wordless moments shared between two friends, the elegant emptiness of the night sky.
And then there is the heavy silence.
The silence that screams of loneliness, fear, desolation, and unspeakable sorrow and regret.
This is the most frightening sound of all to me.
And it was in this echoing silence in which the disciples lay.
For after the silence comes the storm...
...and this storm would rock the world.
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